Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

"It's good to count ten times with one hand."

"What's on his mind?"

"Where do you get so many twisted and twisted intestines?"

Zhang Fangping was in great pain and felt helpless.

But if he is used, he will be used... Anyway, he has known for a long time that he is clever, and he is also a person who refuses to suffer.

Perhaps as Wang Anshi said.

He has boldness.

The Song Dynasty also needed such an arbitrariness and a capable official who turned the world around.

……

It's been a long time.

Zhao Zhen closed the memorial and sighed softly.

"Zeng Qing...what do you say?"

The palace examination is different from the general examination.

The examiners of the general examination must be closed in the Guozijian, and they cannot go out until the day when the list is published.

But it is impossible to seal more than fifty examiners in the palace in the palace examination.

Zeng Gongliang came out calmly, expressionless.

"Go back to the official house."

"The minister has nothing to say."

"I don't think it is necessary to justify this ridiculous frame."

Things have come to this point.

What Zhang Fangping could understand, Zeng Gongliang almost understood.

He also saw that—

This is basically Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, aimed at Pei Gong.

Then Qi Yuanruo seems to be attacking the powerful, but in fact he wants to divert trouble and frame them on their heads!

He was extremely disdainful.

In vain, he still thought that he was talented and knowledgeable, but he didn't expect that he would resort to such low-spirited means, and he was really not a son of man!

Zhao Zhen naturally knew Zeng Gongliang's resentment.

But he totally ignored it.

Don't look at what Zeng Gongliang said to defend Qi Heng, worrying that he will be better than Lin... To put it bluntly, no matter how frank he is, he has the same idea as Han Qi and Wen Yanbo after all.

It is to deprive him of the title of No. [-] scholar.

But the question is, why do they?

Zhao Zhen said casually: "A frame?"

"Zeng Qing."

"Naping Nanbo explained that your current house was built by Mingcheng Company."

"Then do you know that the behind-the-scenes owner of Mingcheng Company is precisely his Qiao family?"

"Those laborers in his company are basically soldiers of my Song Dynasty?"

Zeng Gongliang was at a loss for words.

These trivial matters are naturally handled by his housekeeper, how can he ask them one by one?

So because he didn't know, he definitely couldn't just deny it.

Since he couldn't deny it...then he couldn't wash away the suspicion.

Zhao Zhen quickly went to ask another person.

"Wang Qing... do you have anything to say?"

Wang Yirou strode out.

"Go back to the official house."

"The minister has nothing to say."

"I also don't think it's necessary to justify!"

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly while holding the memorial.

If this matter had been put in the past, he definitely would not have done it like this.

He also has to worry about whether this will anger the ministers of the court, which will cause the monarchs and ministers to lose peace and confront each other.

But today, he has no scruples.

"Very well...you also have nothing to say."

"I ask you."

"Qi Changbo confessed that you once drank with him and wrote a poem while drinking."

"The poem says—"

"Drunk lying in the North Pole and sending the emperor to help, Duke Zhou and Confucius drove him into slavery."

"I don't know if Wang Qing... still has any impressions?"

Wang Yirou was stunned for a moment, then her face turned pale, and she couldn't say a word!

He doesn't speak.

All the courtiers in the hall looked at him dumbfounded.

"This guy... can't find death?"

"How dare he write such a poem?"

"What's even more hateful is that I still drank with the powerful and made such a poem!"

Zhao Zhen smiled coldly...

"Drunk lying in the North Pole and sending the emperor to help..."

"Okay, it's really good!"

"Then do I want to wait for you to get drunk in the North Pole, and I will go and help you back?"

"You dare to say that Duke Zhou and Confucius were driven into slavery."

"The sage books you have read all your life, and the saints in your mind, is this how you respect them?"

"A person like you deserves to stand in the temple?"

The last sentence is undoubtedly quite serious.

But even so.

It is impossible for all the courtiers to stand up and say a word for Wang Yirou!

Everyone looked at him with sympathy and disgust.

"He's so daring!"

"That bit of drunkenness is no longer called drunkenness—it's blood boiling at all!"

two lines of poetry.

A word of insult today.

A sentence insulting the saint of all ages.

He has definitely taken the game of death to a new level!

"Come on!"

"Fork out this unrestrained idiot immediately!"

Wang Yirou's legs went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.

His face was ashen, and he didn't even have the courage to argue.

Thus.

Whether it was Zeng Gongliang or the few courtiers whom Zhao Zhen named later, they all had very ugly faces.

Since Wang Yirou pleaded guilty in court——

In fact, it indirectly means that the result of the British public trial is not framed, let alone groundless.

"If there are too many words, I won't say much today."

"I just want to ask you."

"Over the years, have I ever betrayed you?"

"But how did you treat me?"

"One by one secretly corrupted the law, deceived the superior and concealed it, and was bold and presumptuous."

"You guys!"

"I'm so disappointed!"

No one spoke.

All courtiers bowed their heads deeply.

Now that the British have said it, there are hundreds of people who have been implicated according to Cheng Wuhou and Ping Nanbo.

Who would dare to touch Zhao Zhen's head at this time?

If one is not careful, his reputation will be ruined, and his gentleness will be ruined!

Only Wang Anshi sneered in his heart.